9. I will stop referring to showering as 'giving Moaning Myrtle an eyeful'.
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"Excuse me, but do you know where my brother went?" Izy asked a seventh year Ravenclaw boy as she passed by him in the hall.
The boy laughed a little, causing her to raise an eyebrow at him. "He said he was going to go give Moaning Myrtle an eyeful."
She cocked her head to the side. "Moaning Myrtle an eyeful? I don't ge—" she cut herself off mid sentence. "Oh, I get it. Thanks, Dave!"
He nodded and kept walking, an amused grin on his face. Izy shook her head, giggling quietly to herself. She'd have to tell her brother she liked the new code word.
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The next evening at dinner, while Izy and Ian sat with the Slytherins, a few f them laughing at one of Ian's storied, Izy leaned over and asked the question she was dying to know.
"So how did you come up with that shower code?" she asked, shoving mashed potatoes into her mouth in a very unladylike fashion. A few of the other girls looked disgusted, daintily eating in tiny bites as if they were setting an example.
"You mean the thing with Moaning Myrtle?" he asked, she nodded, another enormous bite kept her from speaking. "She popped out of the drain when I was showering one day. Her eyes got so big! It was hilarious. She just started for like twenty seconds. So I smiled at her and said 'get an eyeful there?' She disappeared so fast."
"So now you're calling it 'giving her an eyeful' as a joke?" she asked, gulping down a glass of pumpkin juice so fast the boys looked at her like she was the answer to their prayers. "I like it."
"Yup, and I think I'll have to go down again tonight. I hate the rain, it makes everything so slippery." He sighed, a smudge of dry mud smeared across his cheek.
"Poor Myrtle, like she really needs that." She laughed.
"Poor Myrtle!" Ian laughed. "She's getting an eyeful tonight; she's lucky as hell to get that kind of prize!"
"Ian Jacobs, that's detention with me tomorrow night." Professor McGonagall crowed as she passed by, a few of the Slytherin girls were returning their attention to their plates. They all had blushed that Izy could tell meant they agreed with Ian. Lucky Myrtle, indeed.
"For what?" he cried outraged. "What's I do?"
"Change your slang to something more appropriate. If I hear that term from you again, we'll be meeting more often." She didn't turn as she continued on.
"Promise, professor?" Ian purred, a few girls blushed even more.
"On second thought, I'll leave you with Professor Binns."
Ian grinned at Izy, who grinned back through another mouthful of food. She flashed him a thumb's up in her way of saying nice one.
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Yeah, you were probably hoping to get more to that, but some of these are just a little too bazaar to get too in detail. Besides, after a point, some teachers will just wanna crack down on Ian and Izy just for the sake that they're completely annoyed at these crazy siblings. And if you have any questions about anything, don't hesitate to ask! Like TheTrioLivesOn, my good old superfan!! Go ahead and ask her is you want, I love talking to my reviewers, sometimes, I even answer your questions with one of your favorite characters. I use to do it a lot but it may be a bit harder on this. Ian and Izy are harder to get a hold of then Roz, Jeza, Caleb, and Alex were. (My parents made me go to church over the weekend, I'm still traumatized; God raped my creative mind. I'm still trying to recover my storylines and characters. ((sniff, sniff, tear)) I'll be okay, eventually)
Anyways, much love as always, I hope you're not over thinking anything ((wink wink, I love you, Trio!)) 'cause this is just me being stupid and mindlessly inspired. So again, loves and hugs from the wickedly insane fan fiction artist; Jakki K!